天天向前走,即便千万里路,也不嫌远;常常动手做,纵有千万件事,也不畏难。
In the end, all we have are stories, and the hope that they might mean something to someone.
The act of painting is an act of meditation.
时间不治愈伤口,只是掩盖它们。
Every lump of coal we mine keeps the lights on in someone's home.